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Is my spouse my priority in life?

(Zac and I on the ferry coming back to Seattle)


I didn’t want to go. I was being a little bit of a baby.  Can you imagine a 40 year old tantrum?  Well that was me all last week.

I was stressed out at work and had so much to take care of and organize. The work was just going to keep piling up.  I had to stay on top of it and get it organized.  You'd think that I forget I don't run the business by myself.  I have an amazing staff that is very capable and yet, I seem to take on all the workload myself.

I was beyond tired! 2 weeks and 10-12 days is extremely wearing on someone but top that with my chronic fatigue flaring up and that’s an exhaustion only a person who suffers from it can understand. 

I was in pain. The stress and lack of sleep was sending me into a fibro flare up as well. Everything hurt!

My family was in town. I haven’t seen my mom since May and I just needed time with her. Wednesday night when she walked in the door, I broke down in tears.  There is just something about the comfort of your mom that takes all the stress away.

But yet we had booked this trip months before and I knew we couldn’t cancel and I begrudgingly flew to Seattle for a long weekend.

Then last night, as my head was spinning from complete exhaustion overload, I knew it was exactly where I was supposed to be!

Why did I fight this weekend getaway?  Honestly there isn't a good reason.  I cherish the time with him.  I cherish having deep conversations of how to better our relationship, how to help our children, and how we are going to help others around us.  I cherish dreaming together - business dreams, home dreams, vacation dreams, mission dreams, spiritual dreams.  I cherish setting goals together of how we are going to improve.  And even most, I cherish holding hands (because we don't have a kids that come and get in between us) and the little kisses or smiles we give each other because we have on one another's full attention.

(Because you have to have Cracker Jacks at a baseball game)

(Dreaming of Future homes)

(Dreaming of Sailing the world - figuratively and literally)



I was reminded this weekend why God in his goodness gave us spouses.

No matter what is going on in life, my husband is who I need to be standing with.  He has to be my priority. 

After turning to God, Zac should be the next person I am considering and serving.  Do I think about his needs before the needs of someone else?  Am I serving him in the ways he would liked to be served, not just fulfilling my wife duties.

Zac makes me better in ever way, even when I’m too stubborn or mad to see it. 

What do you do to make your spouse a priority in your life?  And if you aren't married yet, are you seeking to become the companion that your spouse will need?  Are you learning how to think and serve others above yourself?  Are you looking to always stay in balance with God, so when you are married you know how to keep God at the forefront even while putting your husband 1st in all other ways?  And the list can go on on on.  (These are obviously the ones I need the most help with)

When we start changing our homes and the love there, we can change the world around us!



**this is taken from my instagram post on 08/15/21 with a few changes

Comments

Bryan said…
When I remember that my spouse is the one person I should care about the most, I act much better to him. Sometimes I'm too selfish to remember. I get overwhelmed or run on empty and feel like I have nothing left to give but the truth is that when I treat my spouse kindly I am the one who benefits. I am refilled spiritually, mentally, physically when I serve my spouse. Maybe because I am filled with the love of God which heals my wounds, calms my overwhelm, and brings peace to my heart.
August 16, 2021 at 11:30 AM
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